Whitcross regained, I followed a road which led from the sun, now fervent and high. By no other circumstance had I will to decide my choice. I walked a long time, and when I thought I had nearly done enough, and might conscientiously yield…

I struck straight into the heath; I held on to a hollow I saw deeply furrowing the brown moorside; I waded knee-deep in its dark growth; I turned with its turnings, and finding a moss-blackened granite crag in a hidden angle, I sat down…

When I got there, I was forced to sit to rest me under the hedge; and while I sat, I heard wheels, and saw a coach come on. I stood up and lifted my hand; it stopped. I asked where it was going: the…

‘My daughter, flee temptation.’ ‘Mother, I will.’ So I answered after I had waked from the trance-like dream. It was yet night, but July nights are short: soon after midnight, dawn comes. ‘It cannot be too early to commence the task I have to…

I did. Mr. Rochester, reading my countenance, saw I had done so. His fury was wrought to the highest: he must yield to it for a moment, whatever followed; he crossed the floor and seized my arm and grasped my waist. He seemed to…

‘I do.’ ‘And now?’ softly kissing my forehead and cheek. ‘I do,’ extricating myself from restraint rapidly and completely. ‘Oh, Jane, this is bitter! This—this is wicked. It would not be wicked to love me.’ ‘It would to obey you.’ A wild look raised…

‘Impatiently I waited for evening, when I might summon you to my presence. An unusual—to me—a perfectly new character I suspected was yours: I desired to search it deeper and know it better. You entered the room with a look and air at once…